Long Shot by Dan Ames

Author:Dan Ames [Ames, Dan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-12-25T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Since Frederick was here in Detroit and Paul was in Chicago, I decided to take the easy way out and call the son closest to home, just in case I had to follow up in person.

He answered right away and I asked him if he had ever heard of a woman named Colleen Fairbanks.

“Doesn’t sound familiar,” he said. “Why?”

“Just following up on a lead,” I answered. “Probably nothing.”

“Do you think my Dad knew her?” he asked.

“It’s a possibility.”

“Would this have been before or after my Mom’s trip to Napa?”

The first thing I considered was the timeline of when Nick may or may not have been involved with Colleen Fairbanks and immediately after that it struck me what his question meant.

“That was a wine-tasting trip to Napa, right?” I asked, stalling for time as I tried to figure out a way to get more information.

“Yeah, I guess,” he said, with little to no conviction.

Before I could get another question in, he cut me off.

“Look, I have to go, okay?” he said, his voice anxious. And I felt bad. I knew the kid, even though he was now a young man. He was a good guy and the last thing I’d meant to do was to badger him into revealing information he didn’t want to.

But there was still a killer out there, and I had promised my wife I would do everything I possibly could to catch him.

I tried to ask a follow-up question but I heard the sound of him disconnecting. My cell phone screen showed the call was over.

That was weird, I thought.

Why had Frederick seemed so agitated about the issue of Katie going out to Napa for some wine tasting? Hell, Anna and I had done that while we were engaged.

The problem was, I hated wine.

My memory of Napa was Anna getting pissed off every time I asked the winery people if they had any beer around.

The bigger question, as I pondered Frederick’s response, was did I believe him about his Dad not knowing Colleen Fairbanks?

Somewhere in my notes would be Dr. Claude Rieghels’ phone. I called him and left a voicemail inquiring whether or not he could check to see if Colleen Fairbanks had done any business with the medical practice.

Something told me it wasn’t going to be that easy.

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